Sheryl’s POVI woke up with a start, glancing around my dark dorm room.It wasn’t like I had a bad dream or anything, but it certainly felt like I had. A feeling like this had never happened before.I glanced over at the clock, frowning that it was only 3 am. I glanced over at Rachel from across theroom and saw that she was sleeping soundly in her bed. My mother had left hours ago to return to Elysium, but I told her I would be going there over the weekend to work on practicing using my abilities. She told me as long as I keep calm, I can control them.I thought maybe this was just my abilities resurfacing, so I took a deep breath.It wasn’t until Val woke that I realized it wasn’t my abilities that were causing this feeling. Val’s words only confirmed my fears. “It’s our mate,” she gasped. “Something is wrong!” …I don’t know how I knew where he was. I shifted into my wolf form and allowed Val to take me to the Calypso pack. We raced through the quiet streets until we were enclosed
Ashton’s POVHer powers were truly incredible. I could no longer feel the sting of the dagger and the wound was completely healed. It was as if it was never there, to begin with. Sheryl used her powers so casually as if she’s done it a thousand times before, but I’m beginning to realizethat maybe she hasn’t. She didn’t say anything after I told her that she could use my portrait for her project; she trailed after me silently, keeping her head down. But I could sense that she was pleased. Max praised me for my generosity toward her. A small smile was tugging at her lips, but she was stifling it. She was afraid to show me any kind of emotion.I suppose I haven’t been making it very easy for her. Encountering the wolf who attacked my mother was only proof that Sheryl wasn’t safe, and I needed to do whatever I could to keep her safe. Even if it means rejecting her. “Funny how you haven’t rejected her yet,” Max teased. “Why is that?”“I’m just waiting for the right time,” I say to him in
Ashton’s POVWhat the hell was I doing? She just smelled so good, and she was standing so close to me. It was either this or my wolf lost control completely and I wasn’t going to let that happen. She did a beautiful job on my portrait; it was even better than the last one. Watching her hard at work was hypnotizing. The way she bit her bottom lip when she concentrated and stuck her tongue out alittle to lick the top of her lip whenever she was pleased about something. The sparkle in her eyes showed just how much passion she felt for what she was doing. I couldn’t helpbut ask her about it. I wanted to know what made her want to be an artist.I was more than impressed with her answer and it made me want to talk to her more about it. I knewshe was good at combat, but her intelligence is beyond me.It made me want to bend her over the canvas and have my way with her. But I couldn’t. But she was so close to me, and she was so proud of the work she had done. When she asked why I haven’t r
Sheryl’s POVAshton and Connie demonstrated a move together and it made me want to vomit on the spot. She had her back turned toward him and he wrapped an arm around her waist to spin her around toface him where he kept her in a headlock. She swung her leg around and did a spin to get free. They were so close to one another, and they worked so effortlessly. She was incredibly beautiful.I wondered how long they have known each other. “Sheryl?” Becca said from beside me; I realized everybody was already performing this move and I wasstanding in the center of the arena, staring at Connie with a grimace. “Are you ready to try the move?”“Oh, yes,” I said, pulling my eyes away from Connie. However, I could still hear her laughing loudly as she placed an arm on Ashton’s bicep; he was sayingsomething to her that was funny. Though he wasn’t laughing with her, she didn’t seem to mind it. She stood close to him; her perfect figure was only inches from him, and she continued to speak andlau
Sheryl’s POVI took a step away from the door. I wasn’t surprised by what I had just heard. But I suppose I was a little disappointed.I’m sure Ashton was probably thinking the same thing; that I didn’t belong at this school. That I causednothing but pain and destruction wherever I went.I hurt my combat partner and friend.I wouldn’t blame her for never forgiving me.I could hear the murmurs continuing in the arena, but I didn’t stick around to listen to the rest. …Ashton’s POV“How could you say that when you know what my mother is, Connie?” I asked in disbelief. Her face fell slightly. “Your mother is different… she’s—”“Sheryl is top in her class,” I said, interrupting her words. “She’s incredibly intelligent and great at what she does. I don’t think she meant to hurt anybody. Just like my mother would never hurt anybody.”“Why are you protecting her, Ashton?” Connie asked, peering up at me with large and worried eyes. “As many years as I’ve known you, you’ve never once stood up
Sheryl’s POVToday was the big day; my art piece was going to be shown to hundreds of people and I had never been more nervous in my entire life. My heart was racing rapidly in my chest as I stared myself over in the mirror that hung in my dormroom.I wore a casual evening gown and kept my hair down and slightly curled at the bottoms. I wanted a more business casual look. Rachel wore her usual ripped jeans and black gaming blouse with her pixie- style hair dyed purple.I liked her style; it was the opposite of my style and I think that’s why we got along so well.I pressed the palm of my hands to my stomach, feeling a wave of nausea forming in my throat. “Are you excited?” Rachel asked with a wide grin. “I’m terrified,” I admitted. “And also, a little guilty… I just wish Becca could be here too.”“Don’t feel guilty. What happened to her wasn’t your fault. Plus, she’s going to be fine. She woke upyesterday, remember?” Rachel reminded me.It was true that Becca was going to be okay, a
Sheryl’s POVEverything happened so fast; my heart was racing at lightning speed as Ashton lifted me onto the sink. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around him; mainly to keep myself from falling off the sink, but also because it just felt right.I felt him between my legs, pressing himself against me and growing through his pants. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and felt his lips closing in around mine.I closed my eyes as he kissed me. His lips were so soft and inviting; everything about him was just so good. The way he smelled, the way he felt, the way my heart raced whenever I was around him, and I can’t forget about the sweet bliss Val felt.I could feel her running laps in my mind’s eye and howling in delight as Ashton continued the embrace. He bit onto my bottom lip and brought it into his mouth hungrily. At this moment, he wanted me as much as I wanted him. Nothing was in my mind; I didn’t think about Connie or what she had said previously, and I wasn’tthinking
Ashton’s POV“Hey, Ashton!” Bastien called me over from across the exhibit. He was with a few other Alphas.I wondered if they saw me leaving the bathroom area with Sheryl trailing behind me. But when I turned to glance in Sheryl’s direction, she wasn’t there. She was smart; she must have been waiting a couple of minutes before she walked out of the bathroom. “I was just telling the guys of your efforts to find the person who poisoned my daughter,” Bastien said with a proud smile as I approached.It oddly enough made me feel good that he was praising me for something I would have done without him asking me to. It shouldn’t have mattered what Bastien thought, but for some reason, I was finding myself almost wanting his approval. Perhaps because he was the head of the committee and if I get in good with him, I can secure myfuture. “If that’s what you want to tell yourself,” Max teased. “I can’t thank you enough,” Bastien continued, patting me on the back of my shoulder.I nodded to him